King of Stage

Simon-Palmer (Simon-Palmer) stopped in a hurry, staring at a quiet corner among the coming and going crowd:

Time seemed to slow down in that small area. Even if the busy crowd around them quietly opened up the distance to really clear an open space, subconsciously they were afraid that they would disturb the peace in that corner. That slender and tall singer Singing like this, letting go of emotions.

"You are far away in the sky and yet seem to be close in front of you, the lights are flickering, the melody is dying..." (Note 1)

The world is so quiet, even the traffic on the Las Vegas Boulevard seems to have disappeared.

"But you can't see me standing there, I'm here to say goodbye, I'm standing on the street corner watching you kiss..."

A clear and translucent treble, the gentleness that instantly tore the melody, blood dripping, and the scarred heart are displayed in front of you without reservation.

The quietly singing figure created a black hole with his singing voice, absorbing all the light and noise around him, and the sight that stopped for a while involuntarily slowed down, slowed down again, and then fell into it like this, Can't help but slow down.

"Simon!"

The voice of his work partner came from behind, but Simon immediately turned his head and made a mute gesture, "Shh", the person who came was full of question marks, "What's going on? The live broadcast is about to start, didn't you come to clear the scene Why? Why are you still delaying here, if something goes wrong..." That is not something they can take responsibility for.

Simon is a staff member of the TV station, and he was specially prepared to come to clear the venue, because they needed to do the final audio test for the live broadcast, but his footsteps stopped. Even though there was an irritable voice behind him, his eyes still did not leave the dim street light The figure below.

"Sixty seconds, but it's only sixty seconds. We can wait a little longer and let him finish singing..." Simon hurriedly replied, and the sound behind him was automatically muted again, and it became quiet again, appreciating it wholeheartedly For the performance in front of me, other staff members also stepped forward one after another, casting their eyes curiously or annoyed.

God, it seems that such a moment is particularly favored. The sunset that has not completely disappeared penetrates the colorful lights under the night, and falls lightly on the shoulders of the street singer, like a butterfly landing. The clear and gentle voice quietly tells the fragility of the heart , The heart-piercing pain burst out in the singing, it seemed that I could truly empathize with the story and emotions behind it, and couldn't help but mourn along with it.

"I've tried my best, but I'm still not the girl you brought home..." Another high-pitched voice, after easily touching the apex of emotions, released energy in a flash, then turned around beautifully and fell, the singing voice changed again. He became depressed, and the gentle emotions came slowly in the night, "Woooo...I can only dance alone..."

The bustling turmoil gradually calmed down. No one urged Simon anymore. He just quietly widened his eyes, appreciating the tenderness in front of him for a moment, and even the night became warmer. , only that figure is still clear.

The hurried footsteps surrounded the black hole like this, quietly enjoying a moment of peace, listening to the sound of the beating heart.

He, holding a guitar, sings with all his heart and soul.

"You are already far away in the sky but you seem to be close in front of your eyes. The lights are flickering and the melody is dying...but you can't see..." The high pitch that gradually climbs in the gentleness lifts the emotion high and high, the translucent high pitch He touched the apex effortlessly, but this time he didn't stop his ascent, so he broke free from the shackles and soared freely, broke through the shackles of the night, and rushed towards the burning sunset on the edge of the sky like a moth to a flame .

Inexplicably, it was so sad.

The clear treble is full of penetrating power, instantly opened up the ears, unimpededly touched the softest and most secret corner of the soul, and then easily drew an arc, and then returned to the original place, lonely Standing in place, he explained quietly, "But you can't see me standing there."

So real, so calm, so sincere, the mixed emotions between bravery and timidity are perfectly melted between the lines of the melody. Take it to a whole new level.

The fat baby girl completely lost control like this. She just hugged her hands and cried bitterly. Even if she bit her lower lip tightly, she couldn't control her tears.

Don't talk about her, even Ronan's eye sockets are a little moist. True and sincere emotions must always move oneself to be able to move the audience, and it is the same for Ronan. Different from the original version of the dance music, the version performed by Ronan is more lonely and desperate, and it is more of an unreserved catharsis of emotions. Maybe Robin's original version has more stamina, but the lyrical version has a stronger explosion.

Raising his eyes again, Ronan could see the fat baby girl who was bewildered in front of him.

He could totally understand the feeling—

It's as if the whole world can't understand my grievances, even I can't explain clearly, my best friend can't really empathize with me, no one can understand, and I even feel disconnected and confused, but for me, it's It’s a threshold that can’t be crossed, and I fell into a lonely predicament like this; then I encountered such a song, immersed in the music, those notes seemed to be able to touch my soft wound, and the resonance was surging, so I couldn’t Immerse yourself in it.

Others can't understand it at all.

Ronan himself has experienced this situation countless times, which is why he can never let go of music. In the world where the melody is played, there are only himself and the notes, and the secret between them will never be third. I personally know that this kind of intimate sense of blood connection cannot be provided by other artistic creations.

So Ronan put the guitar behind his back, took a big step forward, and gave the fat baby girl a hug.

Without unnecessary movements, he just used his arms to ignite a ray of light for her dark world, praying that this little light could guide her to find hope again.

The slightly taller girl saw her friend falling apart, and she couldn't bear to turn her head and look away, wiping the tears from her eyes in embarrassment, but she knew that a friend needed such catharsis, and such a short warm embrace would be enough. Let all negative emotions be released.

Waiting for her eyes to turn back, the girl just stared at Ronan's side face like this, the light and shadow gently and gently outlined the outline of the face, and the slender eyelashes cast a shadow like butterfly wings, and then she could catch a touch of it in the shadow Clear, as if you can see the morning sun in the early morning of July in midsummer is colorful and dense.

Note 1: Dancing alone (Dancing-On-My-Own——Calum-)